A tonne of bricks are made for building on the crack of my back.
You said you could feel my heart beat,
But there there's something that lacks.
You told me not to wear that shirt it doesn't suit your taste.
Well fuck that I'll wear what I want,
I'm not going at your pace.
"Put that out and sink your drink you don't know what It's doing to you."
Well fuck this I'll steal the bar till I don't have a goddamn clue.
All bets were off when I couldn't win you.
This is goodbye my dear.
A bittersweet taste is all that's left.
That look on your lips
That's so good with tricks
Makes this the worse fear.
Inside the cover of smoke I'll pierce my nose and get a tattoo.
I'll do whatever it takes not to impress you.
All bets were off when I couldn't win you.
This is goodbye my dear.
A bittersweet taste is all that's left.
That look on your lips
That's so good with tricks
Makes this the worse fear. x2
Dear fear x3
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